Quick Note

Cowboy here. I see we haven't updated this page in a while. Sar is busy trying to meet deadlines so I thought I'd drop you a line or 2. The surgeries she had a few months ago kept her from doing too much in her studio. She's way behind in delivering contracted work so she's been back at it daily, working about 10-12 hour days, probably more if I'm not at home.

Then there was baking for David and Bull to take when they deployed, then Easter baking. Now Passover is around the corner. I brought takeout home regularly and I cook a few things so the imp doesn't have to fret about supper. The downside to all this is I'm missing her cooking and I have one worn out imp. The upside is that mia bambina is sleeping like a log, a plus for someone who suffers periodic insomnia.

There's a writing contest Sar enters every year. I think she puts a bit of time into that too. You won't see that story, whatever it is, until the contest is over but at least you know one is in the wings to be posted in a while. Sar says as soon as that story is finished - due any day now I think - she'll concentrate on finishing a couple that were in the works for her web site. A little more patience on your part and things will return to normal. Normal, when it comes to my wife, is a relative term.

Weather's been unusual. We had several inches of snow first of April - Mother Nature's joke on us. Lost a few seedlings that were recently planted and had a cherry blossom tree split in half. Sar was sick about that but I had an arborist out to check it out. Discovered the tree can be treated and saved. Neighborhood kids no doubt influenced by my wife, took advantage of the snow and made snow people. Their parents were embarrassed by the detail they put into it. Sar was so pleased she stopped work to make fried ice cream for them. Living with an imp is never boring.

Animal news - the padlock is back on the refrigerator. The mastiff has figured out how to open it and has been eating self-serve style. Other than beer, the dog is attracted to round objects. He ate an entire cantaloupe plus a honey dew melon as well. For once, I'm grateful there were no peaches in the bin. One of our cats is an avid hunter, bringing Sar a mouse every other day. Sar says the cat stays inside or she's taking it out to David's house to live. Mice, alive or dead, do not inspire my wife to cuddle the feline or offer praise. Fact is, the woman screams bloody murder which makes the rest of the menagerie come running. My sweet wife screaming - hard to believe, huh?

More good news - I have been informed that Cracker Jack (caramel coated popcorn + nuts) is being packaged back in their original blue and white boxes and have prizes. The woman in my life who is 5 parts sugar and 5 parts sexy spice is delirious. Sar bought as many boxes as she could find in 1 grocery store and then went shopping in several others. Cracker Jack boxes fill an entire shelving unit in the garage. My tools, which had been on those shelves, are now lined up against the wall. I had a few things to say about that. My wife had a few things to say too, the main theory being Cracker Jacks get eaten on a daily basis; tools are only used occasionally. Did she get swatted for that? What do you think?

Cowboy